My days are quickly turning into night,
And life is passing right before my eyes,
I see the many errors that I've made,
And times that I have acted out of pride.
I see the many people that I've hurt,
And know that they will never be the same,
And though they are the authors of their fate,
I know that I will always share the blame.
And now my time on earth is growing short,
And soon I'll stand before my God above,
To answer for the things that I have done,
As from His throne He rules in truth and love.
The things I've done, to Him I now commit,
And to His holy justice I submit.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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